Winning 75 Word Short Story

Lost on East Grand Lake Grand Lake

Grant Virgin – NB, Canada

As the soft gloom engulfed our boat, visibility was reduced to zero. The fog on the lake was a wall we could not touch, moving away as we approached, but remaining all around. Our tripmates, propelled by a more efficient hull design, faded into the mist, leaving my red canoe the only subject on a blank canvas. Dampened loon calls echoed through the grey obscurity — beacons to nowhere, guiding us in no particular direction.

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